My own worst enemy (part 2)

I'm calmer now. I'm still convinced that somebody is going to find me out at any point, but definitely calmer. I even avoided my confessional impulse. (My advisor once joked about how I start confessing things if she even looks at me oddly). I'm not kicked out of grad school, at least yet, and as far as I can tell no one is mad at me. I'd love to say that I won't repeat this worry in the future, but I probably will.

My own worst enemy...

I know that I am high strung and stress myself out at times, but that doesn't seem to help me stop doing it. I have higher expectations for myself than most of the people around me. I've always been the student that assumes they were the one who screwed up when the instructor addressed the entire class about an issue. Even though papers are written and grades are turned in, I'm still nervous. In my mind, someone is going to figure me out at any moment and say that I don't belong here.